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Everything Happens in Ba Sing Se	By : CanadianGirl Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Mai/Zuko Views: 4070 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Everything Happens in Ba Sing Se

Chapter 7: "He's a man now" – Part 2

"I've been thinking." Mai put her spoon down and stared across the table at her husband. She had his full attention immediately. In fact, the Fire Lord was completely vulnerable, wracked with guilt for not being able to fully satisfy his wife and a little bit horrified at his predicament. He would do just about anything for Mai now. Paying her words close attention was a very small thing. "I kind of wouldn't mind working on a baby now; not because the council members think it's time, but because I'm ready. So, I've stopped taking the contraceptive tea. Not that that matters right now, with things the way they are." Her last words were unnecessary but she couldn't resist teasing Zuko. When she saw the hurt and shame in his eyes, though, she regretted her remark and felt shame herself. "Oh, I'm sorry, Zuko. That was a cruel and stupid thing to say."

"No, no, I should be able to take care of you; almost two weeks seems like an eternity for me too. I just need to get away from here, to Ba Sing Se and Uncle's place, you know where there are no councilmen awaiting the production of our first child." He reached across the table and took Mai's hand in his, softly caressing it. "I promise that I'll make this up to you. And wait a minute; did you say that you're ready to have a baby now?" His jaw dropped and his grip on Mai's had tightened painfully.

Mai smirked. "Yes, I did say that. And I meant it." She gave her words time to sink in. Zuko wore a silly sort of expression, part fear and part delight. Mai removed her hand from his and shook it out. She continued to speak then. "I can survive, Zuko. You know, I could take care of myself, but I much prefer to wait for you to get things back in working order.

"Oh, oh yeah, they will be. As soon as we get to Uncle's. I'm almost ready to explode."

"Me too, Zuko, me too."

Mai's body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. She wore pants that came to just below her knees along with a form fitting sleeveless shirt. Her shiny black hair was piled messily on top of her head and her feet were bare. She moved mechanically, her body performing the moves almost on its own.

"One more hour," she chanted aloud. "One more hour; then maybe I'll fall asleep as soon as I drop into bed."

She was in her personal training room, all alone but for her blades and her water. She had already gone through every kata that Zuko had ever taught her four times and had thrown everything in her arsenal more times than she could recall. Exhaustion was beginning to take hold of her and Mai's movements grew slower and more sluggish.

Rather than making it through the next hour, she curled up on the tile floor, proclaiming to herself that the break would be short. She fell asleep and that's where a panicked Zuko finally found her. Gingerly, he scooped up her body and carried her through the palace to their rooms. There he laid her on the bed, carefully pulled her clothes off and covered her with the sheet. She never even stirred, so deep was her sleep.

"I guess that's one way to deal with frustration," he said to her still form. "Sorry, Mai; it will be better soon."

He undressed himself and crawled into bed beside her. After brushing his lips against hers, he put his hands behind his head and stared up into the blackness of the room. He imagined all kinds of sexy scenarios. They were all pleasing and he wanted very much to try each one, but nothing happened down below.

"Damn nosey, interfering councilmen," he cursed and finally drifted off to sleep.

Zuko and Kenji each had a glass of fire whiskey in front of them. Recalling his earlier experiences with alcohol, the Fire Lord merely sipped like an old woman, while Kenji imbibed enthusiastically.

"Why are we drinking this, this crap again?" Zuko stared at his advisor and friend closely.

"You're officially a man in just a few days and I won't be there to celebrate with you. Someone needs to mind the palace. Oh, I know that you can do everything by the time you're sixteen, but twenty one is the age when everyone, even those old farts on the council, will really look at you and see a man. Suzuki said as much before he was dismissed. Don't you remember?"

"How could I possibly forget? That day was the beginning of this whole mess with my non functioning parts." Deciding to forget his lack of tolerance for anything stronger than spiced tea, Zuko downed the rest of his drink in one gulp. "Agni, that burns." The tender lining of his throat felt as though it were ablaze.

"Lovely, isn't it?" Kenji poured them each another glass. With a smirk, he tilted his head back and poured the golden coloured liquid into his mouth. "Aah, great stuff. Now, you need to stop worrying about your nether regions." Kenji giggled. The sound was bizarre coming from a well built middle aged man. Zuko shot him his darkest glare and took a gulp of his own drink. "I told you, once you get away from here, you'll be stiff as a stick, hard as a hammer, rigid as rock; you get the picture." Zuko's advisor giggled again. "Mai will be overwhelmed and all will be forgotten."

"Why did I ever tell you?" Zuko moaned. "I'll never live this down, will I?"

"Never," Kenji agreed teasingly. Clapping his friend on the shoulder, he said, "It'll be fine, Zuko, really. It's not that big a deal."

"Yeah, I suppose that you're right. Hey," he took another big sip of his drink, "Mai and I are going to try for a baby now. What do you think of that?"

"Really; not for the council, I hope." He peered closely at Zuko, reading his friend's expression.

"Of course not," Zuko retorted defensively. "We're ready now, that's all. And it may take some time for Mai to get pregnant anyway."

"Maybe," Kenji agreed. "Or she could get pregnant on your little vacation. What do you think of that?"

"I think that would be just fine." Zuko sounded pleased with the possibility.

"Well, I guess you are ready then. I wish you luck and a happy birthday, my lord and friend."

Kenji poured himself yet another drink, raised the glass in honour of Zuko, and gulped it down.

As their carriage approached the former upper ring of Ba Sing Se, where the Jasmine Dragon was situated, Mai began to quiver with anticipation. Every mile closer they had gotten to the Earth Kingdom and its capitol, every minute that had passed, Zuko had grown calmer. The tightness of his body was gone and his posture was relaxed and easy now. He wore a teasing sort of expression on his face and his eyes were positively twinkling.

"I hope you're ready," he leaned in and whispered seductively.

"I've been ready for more than two weeks, Zuko." Heedless of the driver, who kept looking back at them, staring into the carriage as if star struck, Mai reached for Zuko's hair, tugged, and pulled him into a kiss. It was passionate and lustful, and spoke loudly of what was soon to come.

The driver's mouth was agape and he almost steered the carriage into a series of rickety looking stands that sold fried dough, roasted meat and pickled eggs respectively.

"Hey, you, watch where you're driving that thing," one of the stand owners called out angrily. He picked up a pair of his pickled eggs and tossed them at the carriage. One of the eggs met its mark and exploded messily against the back, narrowly missing the open window. The sour smell of vinegar pervaded the air.

"How romantic," Mai drawled. "I'm really in the mood now."

"Nothing's going to deter me," Zuko assured his wife. "I mean nothing."

"Sorry," the driver called back in a panic. "I'm so sorry. I'll pay closer attention from now on."

"Yeah, to the road and not to us," Mai snapped back. "Seriously, what a voyeur that guy is."

"I can't blame him for staring at you." Zuko looked Mai up and down, taking in every luscious detail.

She wore a wide sleeved forest green tunic with black trim over a narrow skirt that hugged her curves. On her feet were delicate gold coloured sandals. Her hair, which was Zuko's favorite Mai part, at least at that particular moment (other times it was her eyes or her skin or her fingers or her feet or her mouth or certain private areas…actually, every part was a favorite. He could never really choose) hung beautifully down her back, one simple pale green decorative comb resting over her right ear.

She blushed under his gaze and felt tingling sensations throughout her body. "That's sweet, Zuko."

"It's the truth. You look gorgeous. You always look gorgeous." The Fire Lord licked his lips and wondered when the damn carriage would finally stop outside the Jasmine Dragon. The ride seemed to be taking forever.

The piercing sound of screams and the more guttural sound of shouts penetrated the carriage, breaking though the Fire Lord's thoughts. Zuko poked his head out of the window and was dismayed to see the contents of at least three carts spilled all over the roadway. There were melons and barrels of wine, smoked sausages and bolts of gaudy looking cloth splattered everywhere. The people involved in the mishap were loudly laying blame, pointing their fingers and making rude gestures.

"Seems as though you'll have a bit of a wait, sir," the driver stated apologetically. He pushed back his little green hat and wiped at his damp forehead. "The ostrich horse can't budge. Stupid carts; they're always tipping over. Of course, the owners have usually just finished downing a few drinks at the Jade Tavern. It's no wonder they can't steer properly. Really, there should be rules about this sort of thing. It's very disruptive to us non drinking folk who are just trying to do their jobs." When there was no response from the inside of the carriage, the driver looked back. He frowned. "Well, aren't they impatient? What in the Earth Kingdom could be that important?" He sighed and prepared himself for a long wait. After all, the luggage still needed to be delivered to the Jasmine Dragon.

Mai and Zuko ran. They were both laughing as they weaved their way through the throngs along the side of the road, clutching tight onto the other's hand.

"Down here," Zuko called and tugged his wife into an alley. "It leads to the right street."

The alley was quiet and he couldn't resist pressing Mai against the wall and kissing her breathless before tugging her along again. They picked their way around empty crates and bits of garbage, both more graceful than most people could ever hope to be.

About ten minutes later, they darted up the steps of the tea shop, pushed open the front doors, not caring whom was inside, and blazed by Iroh, Ping and their friends.

"Hey look, there's the birthday boy," Sokka cried as he pointed to Zuko. "Okay, there goes the birthday boy," the Water Tribesman amended as he watched his friends disappear up the stairs.

"Sorry," Zuko yelled over his shoulder. "Long trip, need to use the bathroom."

Mai laughed, a deep husky sound, and Zuko ran even faster.

"Bathroom my ass," Toph declared. "They're going to have sex."

Iroh looked somehow pleased while everyone else shook their heads.

"Can't keep their hands off each other, can they?" Suki observed. "It's adorable."

"Hey, we're the same way." Sokka's big blue eyes looked offended.

"Easy, stud, easy; you're doing just fine." Suki patted her husband on the head and gave Katara a smirk.

The moment that the door to their room was shut, Zuko guided Mai toward the freshly made bed. He was pulling off articles of clothing and dropping them into little piles on the floor, his motions frantic and his breathing heavy.

Ba Sing Se had worked its magic. Zuko's arousal jutted out proudly and the Fire Lord wore an equally proud expression.

"I'm ready, Mai," he declared with excitement and yanked off his shoes.

Mai was ready too, and she lay back on the bed awaiting her friend, her lover, her husband, a crooked smile turning up her mouth.

It was hours before they finished. Their friends in the shop below went through eight pots of tea and two trays of scones while playing countless games of pai sho.

By the time Zuko and Mai emerged, newly bathed but dressed in the same clothing, slightly wrinkled, it was the dinner hour.

"Happy birthday, nephew; I would ask what all that was about, but I suppose it's a private matter. You certainly were noisy, though."

Zuko blushed while Mai let out that husky laugh again. Agni, it was a sexy sound and Zuko had half a mind to drag his wife back up the stairs.

"It had been awhile; long story," Mai said by way of an explanation.

"That's enough information," Aang stated. His cheeks were flushed too. Katara gave him a kiss and he turned a deeper red.

"I heard waaay too much," Toph informed the royal couple. "I know things that I never wanted to know and I can't erase them from my memory. Thanks ever so much."

"You'll get over it, Toph." Mai hugged her friend and then moved from table to table greeting everyone else.

Zuko's birthday dinner, which Iroh had spent days preparing, consisted of all the Fire Lord's favorites. It was spectacularly delicious and the cake and tea that followed were divine. Gifts were given and more tea made. It was a wonderful evening, one that both Zuko and Mai would cherish for years to come.

One month later

Mai leaned across the table and looked into her husband's eyes. "I'm late, Zuko, very late."

"Late for what?" he asked stupidly.

She narrowed her eyes and glared. "Think; you can be so dense sometimes."

Zuko thought for a moment and then beamed brightly. "Oh, you mean your mon….wait, that means you're pregnant."

"Give the man a prize," she said with consummate dryness. "I certainly feel moody enough to be pregnant."

He jumped up from his chair, walked around the table and pulled his wife into a tight embrace. "I'm so happy. When do you think it happened?"

"If my numbers are right, Ba Sing Se." Mai smiled at the memory of those few days.

"Ba Sing Se…it seems that a lot of good things happen there." Zuko smiled too. "I should have known."
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